BEAUTIFUL REUNION IN TWO

8. Judgement

Inevitably Nadia had to relinquish and end her cold role, while Tristan placed a travel bag with a rowdy on the floor. A sign that he will be out of town again.

"Dinas out again?" nadia asked Tristan.

"Yes" Tristan replied briefly.

"Where? how long?"

"Jambi, two weeks."

"Let me prepare your clothes" Nadia bargained, and without answering Tristan away from her travel bag, meaning Nadia could help him.

"Breakfast first" said Nadia after preparing a plate of fried rice for Tristan. Unlike the previous day, this time Tristan already wanted to eat Nadia's cuisine.

When he was on the terrace of the house about to leave, Tristan suddenly went back into the house. He forgot something. A box he hid on his desk. He put it in his laptop backpack.

"I left first" Tristan said after an online taxi arrived. Nadia just nodded. No shaman or kiss. They haven't done that in a long time. Only at the beginning of the household.

Actually Nadia was ready to take Tristan to the airport as usual, but apparently Tristan refused. Tristan prefers to go to the airport using an online taxi.

At least the tension between them has melted. Although the relationship has not warmed.

Warming up?

Ah, the warmth of the relationship only happens in the early days of marriage. Now Nadia could not say warm anymore. But it's too bad to say cold.

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Picking up someone to the airport using an online taxi, especially the path taken is not unidirectional, is a very funny thing.

Especially if it is not for having a certain intention.

As Tristan did, pick up Hakimah at her boarding house. Which makes the taxi he rides must rotate directions.

"Kak Tristan take a taxi online?, waduh know so Imah does not need to be picked up, very hot. Kirain Kak Tristan was escorted by Kak Nadia to the airport," said the young girl, who from the beginning had indeed refused to be picked up by Tristan, but Tristan seemed half forced. And he must appreciate the senior who has always been his mentor.

"Just relax, no one bothers," said Tristan while unraveling his smile. "Nobody's missing?" continued.

"Complete Brother" said Hakimah with spirit.

That smart, energetic young girl, the new auditor in her office. Being a new spirit for Tristan, when saturated already hit because of the work of the office is boring energy, time and mind, also because his household life is not as he wants.

The girl became his motivation now, making the focus, speed and accuracy of his work that had decreased, back again as before, when he had just entered work.

The criteria of the woman he wanted was owned by the girl. Smart, energetic, and communicative.

A little mention about Nadia his wife, how he could wade through the household nipper with Nadia.

Long ago when they were in High School, Nadia was the dream girl in her school. Girls who often follow the women-daughter race are also modeling. Lover Chairperson of his High School Osis.

Who doesn't know Nadia when they were in High School?. Her beauty made many men fall for her. He also secretly admired Nadia's beauty. But I didn't expect to have it at all.

Wh why?

Because Nadia's taste must be worth it. The handsome and rich, like their senior Osis Chairman. And he, he didn't fall into that category. He was smart, always ranked first in his school. But it was not like her that Nadia was looking for.

After years of not seeing each other, the reunion reunites her and Nadia.

Who would have thought, since the reunion her relationship with Nadia became familiar, and in a relatively short time continued to be guaranteed.

Since they got married, Nadia has stopped all her modeling activities.

It didn't take years, just spent a few months of their marriage, he was saturated in Nadia.

It turns out that the woman that many men coveted in school used to be, has no special value in her views. But he does not need to talk much about Nadia's weak side. Because talking about the vices of the wife is not a good thing.

The mistake was to decide too soon to marry Nadia, before getting to know her too deeply. So that the marriage took place blandly, without taste.

The discussion friend of a proper husband is a wife, but Nadia cannot be her discussion friend. His knowledge is very limited. Even for the profession he himself is in.

Perhaps true, finding that partner should be worth it. No need for excessive adaptation.

Nadia should have a handsome husband, while she should have a wife with good intelligence. So he and Nadia do not need to be trapped in a different household in the world.

Why should he follow the tastes of most men who set the criteria for the ideal wife should be beautiful and sexy?.

Though he needs a woman who has intelligence and high education to be a partner in life, rather than a female companion who only sits in the back seat.

But it's all gone.

And the girl sitting next to him now arrived late.

He prepared a gift for the judge. A watch. But he still hesitated to give it to her.

Afraid of rejection.

Because Hakimah is not a typical woman. Moreover, there was no right moment to give him a gift.

But that's how smart women are. Too much consideration about the right person. So many of them are invading. Because they can be independent and not dependent.

As soon as the car passed through several containers of garbage whose contents had overflowed, Hakimah shook her head, then began to chatter cheerfully.

"In Estonia, Slovakia and Belgium, they focus on waste prevention and recycling. So the volume of waste they produce is not as much as in our country. It is also balanced by recycling and composting sufficient amount of garbage. As a result, the citizens of those three countries produced the least waste in all of Europe."

"Other in Japan. Japan imposes an unusually complicated sorting of garbage.

So complicated, every Japanese citizen is equipped with a booklet, including detailed instructions, in order to be able to sort his own garbage."

"Lipstick for example, Kak, goes into the category of garbage to be burned, but the lipstick tube, after the contents are all used, is categorized as "light metal" or plastic."

"When can our country be like those countries?. Unfortunately we work in BPK, not in the Ministry of Environment, so we do not have the authority to take care of the garbage problem." continued Hakimah while chuckling.

Well that's just talking about garbage, hasn't talked about anything else. About the trash alone the girl's knowledge is already extraordinary. Cool right?

So what's cool, big chest or big brain?

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Nadia is late to her salon because she has to wait for Tristan to leave for the airport.

Usually once he comes, then he will serve one by one his employees. Or greet customers who have been present early in the morning.

But this time as soon as he came, he immediately sat on the sofa, where he sat yesterday. Staring at the empty seat in front of him, where a man sat yesterday.

"Sir, yesterday the guest was right, it seems that the tajir again, who the hell?" andriani is one of his employees.

Making Nadia blush, how could when Nadia thought about the man, at the same time Andriani also asked her.

Can Andriani guess the contents of his head?.

Or just curious about that figure?.

"Oh that, he's an old friend." That information is shared for the employees. They don't need to know more.

Soon Nadia went into her study so that talks about Bimasena did not continue. Because it can be fatal.

He opened a notebook containing beauty products that were almost exhausted and needed to be ordered again. But he could not focus on that note. Especially having to order a product that is almost exhausted.

The unexpected guest yesterday still interrupted his thoughts. Along with all the words of the man are stored well in his memory.

Bimasena's words with the glare of the net that poured into the heart continued to ring in Nadia's ears.

Thank you for taking the time to talk to me.

It was as if she was a super busy career woman, whose time was very limited, and had already taken precious time for Bimasena.

Though almost every day he just sits behind his desk, almost without work, once intervened if the offender is a lot. It's just certain times.

And Bimasena's last words before leaving her salon,

I often meet women.

But rarely meet women.

I just met a woman, though,

for work matters.

Or because she's a special woman in my eyes.

How should he interpret that speech?

Does he need to interpret it?

Or did he just ignore it?

Ah....

Why should there be back vibrating taste?

Which brings a different face.

The face that should not come.

Because the time is not right, though,

and it's impossible to jump back.

At times when he is not bound.

Thinking about it is a mistake.

Thinking about it is a betrayal. Can't repeat.

Ah Bimasena, you know,

Not just to woo the eyes.

Now start to seduce the taste.